Tegan gently caressed her flat abdomen. There should be Lorian's child growing in there, the one he had always longed for. He would be very happy when he found out the news.

If this child were born, would their relationship as husband and wife become closer?

Tegan didn't want the child to follow in her footsteps. She hoped that her child would be loved by both parents, growing up in a happy childhood without endless quarrels or fear.

Although Lorian did not love her, she believed he would be a good father.

Now that Tegan thought she might be pregnant, she was very cautious. She usually liked to wear dresses, stockings, and high heels that ladies like. Now, however, she was concerned about safety and switched to flat shoes. Her coat was loose and extremely comfortable.

After changing her clothes, Tegan went downstairs for breakfast. In the dining room, Margaret was setting the table and looked up with a smile when she heard footsteps.

"You're up, Ms. Tegan! What would you like